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My Vagrant Heart
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My Vagrant Heart |
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Mr Martini Member Posts 366 Beneath The Line 
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Our fingers lay entwined In embraces all their own Loving in a forest of proclivity Sparkling stardust Falls from your eyes As tears from an angel Thin shafts of light Curled like tendrils Illuminate your face Gentle as a child's hand You have touched me And my vagrant heart Here's to you and here's to me and should we ever disagree, here's to me! |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Conceived in paradise to cause tremors on Earth! I think, Mr. Martini, today there will be heard quite a few thuds of hearts collapsing on dream meadows ... Your "vagrant heart" inspires as it echoes throughout forests of proclivity.  Margherita |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
A nice concept-- a vagrant heat, has possibly found a home.. Smooth work Mr. M |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Kind Sir, This is quite precious, a different facet of the gem that wrote ‘Breach of Trust’. ~L |
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Ticklefingers Senior Member Posts 710 Louisiana |
In the words of the late John Denver, "Someday's A Diamond Someday's A Stone". I agree with Miss Lori Martini. This is as radically different from yesterdays "Breach of Trust" as yin is to yang, diabolical to demure. Those meds are really paying off.  Okay, all kidding aside, this was fine poetry for anyone's heart. Its a wonderful human experience when someone touches us in such a loving way that it inspires our pen to glide so effortlessly across a page. 88's friend She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast". |
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